I have a part-time job working for a guy who repossesses cars, and we normally work in a team of two. Usually, one of us drives the tow truck and the other guy hooks up. Once in a while we have to hot-wire and pop the ignition switch, depending on the car, the neighborhood, and our chances of getting caught. Some of these car owners will come at you with a baseball bat and in some instances they’ll shoot you if they get a chance. When a guy is behind on payments, he usually tries to hide his car—sometimes up to a mile from where he lives or even further if there is a subway nearby. Some of them will even disconnect wires from the spark plugs or take the rotor out of the distributor.
I have had some narrow escapes and harrowing experiences, but two weeks ago I had a most unusual, albeit extremely pleasant, experience. Another guy was supposed to go with me, but we were shorthanded. I was cruising one neighborhood at two in the morning, looking for a blue Caddy. I spotted it parked right next to an alley. I made a quick check to see if there was anyone moving along the street and, seeing no one, made a quick U-turn, backed up to the rear of the Caddy and noted that the front wheels were straight. I had my hooker in under the rear in less than one minute, and I gunned my tow truck and got the hell out of there. The streets were deserted, and I made the five miles to the yard within seven or eight minutes. Someone had left the gate open, so I didn’t even have to stop. I just drove right on in.
I had no sooner lowered the rear end of the Caddy to the ground when the rear door of the Caddy opened. There was a gorgeous light-brown chick giving me hallelujah. She wanted to know what I was doing stealing her friend’s car. I explained that I was only repossessing it for the finance company and that they had been looking for it for over three months. There was nothing I could do about that. I asked her what she was doing in the car, and she explained that her ex-husband was in town and watching her apartment. She was afraid to go home, so she was sleeping in the rear of her friend’s car.
Then she looked at me and asked where she was going to spend the rest of the night and how she was going to get to work in the morning. She didn’t even know where she was. I told her that this was my week to spend every night in the yard, and that she could come inside if she wanted. I added that I could take her to work around seven-thirty if that would be okay. She said that as long as she got to work by eight it would be fine, and she would appreciate being able to get a little rest before she had to go to work.
I locked the gates to the yard and we went into the garage area and upstairs, where there was a small apartment unit. I asked her if she was hungry and she said yes. I scrambled up a dozen eggs, and we had some toast and coffee along with them. By the time she had finished eating she was really quite friendly. I told her that I was going to take a hot shower and that I could sleep on the sofa in the living room and she could sleep in the bed. She just looked at me and said that it was my bed, so she’d take the sofa—but that if I had an extra towel she would appreciate being able to take a good, hot shower because she hadn’t been able to get one for the past three days. I took my shower and got into bed, and I could hear her singing softly for nearly half an hour before I heard her turn the shower off.
I’m a very light sleeper, because we always have to listen for break-ins at the yard, so I was still half awake when I heard her say, “Your bed is large enough for two. Don’t you think that we could both sleep in the same bed together?” She got in on the far side of the bed, and we were just lying there talking when she said that she appreciated my being so nice to her in spite of the problems she was having. She thought that maybe we could both do something nice for one another. Just then I felt her hand touch my hip, and she reached down and felt my soft cock.
She murmured that she just knew that I was someone who slept in the raw. I rolled over, began kissing her lips and feeling a really great pair of tits. Then I discovered that she too was completely nude, and my cock was suddenly rock-hard. I’m not sure which one of us was the most anxious, but as soon as my cock was completely inside her, she asked me to please take it slow and easy because it felt so good. Funny thing! I had been tired ten minutes before, but suddenly I wasn’t tired anymore.
I felt her pussy gently massaging my cock as she held me close and kissed my neck and lips. Then she was saying that she knew that neither one of us was going to last long. She said she could tell by the way my cock was beginning to throb. Less than five minutes later I was pounding my cock into her so hard that the bed was jumping. It was a good thing that no one lived downstairs.
We rested for maybe twenty minutes before she said that she would like me to do that again, and she began playing with my cock. She wasn’t bashful, she knew what she wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige. I was slow in coming this next time, but she had two more orgasms. A little later, we both washed up and got back into bed on the dry side. This time I fast went off to sleep. I awoke about six as the sun was coming in the window. My movements woke her too. I was even more pleased now, seeing how she looked in the daylight. I knew that she was well-built, but seeing her beautiful, firm, light-brown body in the light made my cock start to get hard again. She smiled as she said that it looked like my cock was a glutton. Then she said that it was still early enough to do something about that little glutton.
She went down on my cock and began sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, licking the tip of it until I thought that I was going to explode. My cock nearly hurt and the tip was nearly blue, there was so much pressure in it. Just when I thought that I couldn’t hold back any longer, she got on top of me and slid her warm, luscious cunt completely down my shaft. She really was a beautiful woman! I savored every inch of my white cock as I watched it disappear inside of her with each stroke. I watched and felt her beautifully firm tits up above me, occasionally arching my back and kissing and ticking her nipples. She glanced over at the clock and said, “It’s now twenty minutes to seven, so I think we’d better finish within the next five minutes.” We both had to get ready for work.
Then she really began moving her cunt up and down my shaft, changing the motion to back and forth, not missing a stroke or letting my cock slip out. Then she rammed her cunt down on me. Suddenly she had me coming, and then she really went into fast gear, and I felt that if she wasn’t careful, she was going to break my cock off right inside of her—I was nearly hoping that she would. It was just before seven-thirty when we pulled out of the yard, and we grabbed coffee and rolls as I took her to work.
She asked me if I would mind her spending nights with me the rest of the week, and she was pleased when I answered that I would love it. We exchanged our work numbers and made arrangements so that I could phone her during the evening in case we had to change meeting places. I was lucky the rest of the week, and what repossessions we had to do we managed to finish up by nine each night. Before ten she and I would be in the apartment with the yard gates locked. The first thing we’d do was strip down and get right to fucking, after which we’d fix something to eat, watch some television, and then take a hot shower and get into bed for some fantastic loving. I would never have thought that I would eat so much brown sugar, but doing 69 with her was wonderful.
She looked at me toward the end of the week and said that she hated to see the week coming to an end because she was just getting caught up from being so far behind on her loving. I was beginning to think that maybe I might even be getting a little ahead on mine. I’d never had so much fucking in one week in my life. She said her place was not safe for me, and when I told her that within a month I was going to have a small apartment where there wouldn’t be any problems, she said she couldn’t wait.
The next week, two of the other guys got caught while they were trying to repossess a car, and they got the hell beat out of them. Except for their getting beaten, I liked having to spend the balance of the week in the yard every night because I’ve never enjoyed such wonderful fucking before. With a little luck I might get my new pad a little earlier. And in the meantime, every other evening we go out for a drive and she gives me fellatio, telling me that when I get my pad she is going to make up for the lost time. There’s nothing like a good, clean bed with a beautiful, fun-loving woman in it. I really love my brown sugar, and I think that she loves my blond hair whenever it’s between her legs too. Name and address withheld
